Sean asked me the other day what I did for my last birthday, and I couldn’t remember at all. My generic answer was, “Hmm, probably drinking with friends and dancing. There’s always lots of dancing!” Thanks to iPhoto and the “remember the drunkest moments of your college career in photos” website known as
DannyFayDotCom, the flashbacks came flooding back of a very fun cocktail party turned into a very very drunk and bad scene of me raping poor Nathaniel (pretty much literally) on the dance floor of Neighbors (for those of you fortunate enough to have never been to Neighbors, it is the sole gay bar in Eugene, Oregon (my college town), and to add to its classiness, it used to be a McDonald’s). Ugh, bad bad bad memories. Nate-kun, I highly doubt you are reading this, but just in case….sorry! Hee hee. A few photos of the occasion just because I’m bored:
Danny Bonaduce! YEEEEEEEEEEA!
Aww, the girls!
Poor "stung by a bee on the face" Alexia!
Where da hooks for hands at?
Awww, dinner party memories!
Me and mi mexicano.
Nate, pre-rape
Always a sign of badness to come....
Thank god this picture doesn't go further left...
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